"Ah, all?"

Falla, Gray Wind looked at the marshal's reply to his question that had just been sent, a little overwhelmed.

She could understand the previous description of the Great Devourer obtaining the Aether Dragon's genes and mimicking the Creature Jump Engine, but at the end of the message, Russell ordered Greywind to send warships to support Pamenio, which made her a little uncertain.

All......

"Marshal, does he really know how many warships we have in total now?"

Greywind wanted to confirm the order with Russell again, but she couldn't reach the Kettle of Greed right now. Probably because the signal on the side of the Eye of Fear is not good.

In the end, Gray Wind sighed, and didn't dwell on anything more, no matter how outrageous the marshal's order was, she would carry it out.

At this time, the giant worship service held by the state religion around the star gate of Macurag was still in the preparation stage, and the gods of the mechanical order were monitoring the movements of another group of gods and sticks 24 hours a day, saying that they would not allow this completed public facility to be put into use, and the ultramarines had to gather troops to prepare to rescue Pamenio who was in danger while mediating in the middle.

"If the emperor has a spirit, please manifest it now and save my old bones......"

So the stargate of Maculag began to work.

"The curvature of space-time beats! The curvature of space-time beats! Stargate is operating autonomously! ”

"Emergency energy cut-off...... Damn, not enough permissions? …… Why am I not having enough permissions? Then switch to manual cut-off! ”

"Do you hear me! Perform a manual cut-off now! ”

The enraged Great Sage Trivens roared and roared on the mechanical ark that monitored the stargate, but the low-ranking priests and mechanical slaves who were usually like arms and commands did not immediately carry out his orders, but stood still, looking in the direction of the stargate, their bodies trembling slightly.

"What are you looking at! I say manually cut off the energy supply! I say...... 10,000, 10,000 ......"

In a fit of rage, Trivens' gaze swept in the direction of the L-Gate on the outer part of the galaxy, only to glance at it in a hurry, and the mechanical body of the forged sage trembled like a slave.

"Wan ...... Europe...... The emperor is above......"

In front of everyone's eyes, the faint green halo lit up in the L-Star Gate suddenly expanded, like a pebble thrown into a pond and spread out a circle of ripples, the dimension of time and space was twisted and torn here, and the huge scars of the real universe stretched for hundreds of kilometers.

In the process, the sanctified orniths worn by Trivins did not detect any reactions related to the energy of the subspace, a purely physical phenomenon, pure to the point of bringing tears to the eyes.

Then, from the crack in the curvature, a silver-white mast poked out.

Falla's ship came.

The straight rear of the mast stretched out with beautiful mechanical lines, and the battleship from Falla had no heavy chapels or adamantite ramming angles for hand-to-hand combat, only torpedo/missile arrays scattered across the sides, and large-caliber extermination weapons mounted in the bow and stern.

The meaning of the birth of these ships is war and only war, all the load capacity of each warship is used to increase firepower, and the hull equipped with only the most basic armor is a bit thin.

"At the same size, the firepower projection capacity of these Falla ships should be 2-3 times that of Imperial ships, but their defensive performance is far inferior." Looking at the flying out, Harding secretly made a judgment.

He then ordered his men to try to send a signal to get in touch with the fleet from Falla. Harding stared in the direction of the Stargate and tried to roughly count the number of ships that had crossed the Stargate to reach Maculag, but he soon realized that the count was meaningless.

The L-Gate was running at maximum power, and the hundreds of kilometers of dimensional rifts had expanded to the limits of what the massive structure could sustain, but even such a wide passage was still far from enough for the Bulletiner's fleet, which streamed through the gate, making it possible to see schools of migratory fish lining up to pass through the narrow barriers.

Soon, the glittering bridge of the Glory of Maculag dimmed, and more and more larger warships were moored around the empty space, as if a dark cloud floated out of thin air to obscure the light and heat of the stars, and buried the glory of the Queen of Glory with sheer numbers.

"Warning, the boat is parked beyond the density limit and may trigger gravitational tides, please evacuate immediately."

Harding turned his head, and the adjutant beside him looked sluggish.

"Have you made contact with this fleet?"

"The other party did not give any response to our greetings and questions, only issued a wide-area notice with electromagnetic waves, and it ...... It's here to annihilate the Aether Worm and support Pamenio. ”

More and more ships were pouring out of the stargate, leaving Harding a little overwhelmed: "Have any of you asked for help from the Bulletiner?" ”

The adjutant shook his head: "No, Captain, in fact, we don't have any connection with the Human Federation in the Far Eastern Star Domain at all. ”

That is, Falla's fleet was uninvited...... But how did they find out about the Aether Worm's attack on Pamenio?

Such a large-scale fleet movement requires adequate preparation in advance, and the Far Eastern Star Domain is even more distant from Otlama, but why did Falla's fleet support come so timely? Why is their intelligence faster and more accurate than that of Macurag?

Layers of doubts lingered in the mind of the war leader Harting, but soon, he was not in the mood to think about them.

Because the first wave of frigates had completely departed from the stargate airspace at this time, they consciously sailed into deep space, making enough space for the follow-up main forces, and then, a huge trapezoidal metal structure slowly poked its head out of the distorted space-time.

The Titans have descended.

The Glory Queen-class battleship "Glory of Maculag", one of the largest existing warships in the Human Empire, is about 26 kilometers long. However, at this time, the width of the bow of the ship, which had just protruded from the breach, exceeded the total length of the hull of the Glory Queen-class battleship.

Harding looked back, and the starry sky around him had been completely obscured by dense escort ships, destroyers, and cruisers, as if he had been locked in a dark cage, and he could no longer bathe in the warmth of the stars, let alone see the slightest starlight.

In the suffocating and oppressive darkness, only the plasma thrusters at the tail of the battleships roared and lit up, and the dense light points lit up every inch of the vision, it was a sea of steel, a man-made starry sky.

In this way, the behemoth ship named Titan slowly sailed through countless points of light, and its huge body was like a flat boat, pressing on the surface of the water reflecting the stars.

Thousands of years of stars, billions of trillions of streamers.

The first advance team of the human federation extermination fleet arrived in Macurag.

(End of chapter)